“It happened again” the young officer said, eyes barely moving from the body laying on the floor as Detective Karden approached the scene. The body of the victim was exactly like the others, propped up in a chair, wearing a Santa hat. Every year, a new victim and every year the perp got away. “Have you found anything useful?” Karden asked the officer, who just shook his head. Karden had been on this case for eight years and the pattern was always the same. The victim would be taking part in an international Secret Santa gift exchange, the killer would use use their address and show up on Christmas Eve to give the victim their “gift”. No matter how much they looked, they never found any evidence and the trail went cold. Karden hated Christmas.